This is a song about "Crack home"

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

All of us will eventually crack.

So tell me what they crack

When love comes callin', don’t love back

I don't want it on my back

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

And there's no way i can pay you back

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

East with biggie and group home

Now all i am is alone

Shit ain’t better alone

Asshole flowers, going home

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Know i just call it head phone